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The knights of the Franz family occupied the heights, so spades were unable to take advantage of the first round of attack, and with the exception of several royal knights, a Templar was stationed in each area of the inner sanctum, sealing off all access to Henry V's residence.

"Farran, why don't you just tear down this palace?" asked Coria, who was walking side by side with Farran, puzzled, with her hands behind her back and her brisk steps - after seeing Gar-Carna's head, her wish for the trip had been granted.

The only regret is probably that he was not able to remove Gal Kanna's head with his own hands.

For the Assassins, however, it didn't matter how the process was, they were always focused on results.

Coriya's words made the students who led the way at the front tremble, and he only hoped to bring these murderous demons to the end of the passage as soon as possible, and then take advantage of the chaos to escape back to his dormitory. If it weren't for the coercion and temptation of his mentor, he wouldn't want to get involved in such a dangerous incident.

From the moment he woke up, he felt a faint sense of unease.

He knew Quintaves-Kual, the kind of guy who thought about the next ten steps with one step. And even in the Tower Academy, where the jungle eats the strong, Kual has always been known for his ruthless methods. He thought that Kual was the biggest helper in this mission, but he never expected him to attack him.

With Kual's style of acting, he will never be let go because of his soft-heartedness...... So, why exactly?

It was a question he pondered along the way.

"Don't think of my abilities as omnipotent......" Flann scratched his head.

Although, in a sense, being able to turn the content of the chant into reality gave him infinite possibilities, he still could not escape two limitations: first, he had to concentrate and concretize his thoughts, and second, the object itself could not be too strong than him.

The three major academies were once set up by St. Gosya herself, and she used her power to challenge the Sage, which was undoubtedly tantamount to a suicide.

"Not to mention that there are more important things to do later. ”

It was useless to simply kill Henry V, and once the nobles of the imperial capital learned of the king's death, they would definitely fall into a state of long-term strife, which was obviously not conducive to their support for the new king. So they needed Henry V to do one thing before the temporary - to give the throne to the new king they were going to support.

It is much more difficult to completely change a person's will than to simply manipulate it, especially for a strong-willed being like Henry V, so from now on, he must reserve enough energy.

"One thing ......"

The student who was leading the way suddenly turned around, and he hesitated, still trying to tell them about his concerns.

The violent throbbing of his right eyelid brought his uneasiness to the peak: "Koons he ......"

"We're not interested in knowing about Koons. He was interrupted by another patriarch, his cloudy right eye fixed on the student, his wrinkled face particularly oozing in the light of the torches.

The student couldn't help but shudder again.

"I just wanted to ask...... Do you smell anything strange?"

"What do you want to express?" Corria glared at him, "Didn't the strange smell be there from the beginning?"

She didn't like wine, and she didn't like the smell of it mixed with musty.

Is it a delusion?

The student looked back in a huff, but before he could take a step, two round flintstones rolled in front of him. The splashing sparks made his pupils shrink—and he suddenly remembered where the strange smell was coming from.

At this moment, he finally understood Kual's intentions. If he had led the way, the Assassins would have walked in unsuspecting.

"Boom-"

The flames and explosions engulfed him before he could react.

"Boring tricks. ”

Bai Feng snorted coldly: "Flan, you look here, the others come with me." ”

She walked into the fire unnoticed, and the momentum she exuded tore a path for her, and the members of the Assassins' Guild followed in her footsteps.

Frann shrugged helplessly, he understood the president's intentions.

He could feel that the exit of the secret passage was close at hand, and although it was a surprise attack, it would inevitably engage the Templars for a while. Keeping him here is also about retaining his strength.

Laying traps and using props, this way of fighting not only proves that they are attacked by a man with brains, but also shows that the other party knows that there is a huge difference in strength from them.

"Cat and mouse?" Farann thought, an opponent might not even be a pastime for him.

Two more flint and steel stones rolled in front of him, but the oncoming waves of fire were blocked by some invisible force, and the magic pattern under Farran's right eye emerged, and he silently said, "Bard Farlan is not afraid of fire. ”

Right now...... What should you do?

With a playful smile, he stepped into the fire without hesitation, and walked in the direction where the flint and steel were flying.

......

"Rest assured, I will protect you. Richard, Lilith and the others stood in front of the door, his sword in his left hand, and his eyes looked at the door without leaving it.

"Don't force it too much. Sophia's face was a little pale, she didn't know much about the Assassins' Guild and why they wanted to assassinate them. The sound of fighting outside made her shudder, and she instinctively hugged the red rabbit and buried its head in her chest.

"This rabbit...... It seems to have a nosebleed. ”

Ella, who was beside her, looked curiously at the dazed rabbit and jotted down the intriguing discovery in her notebook.

"Tsk. ”

Without any urgency, Albert shook the red wine from his glass, the refreshing aroma of the wine lingering on the tip of his nose. He had heard that Tower College had a good winemaker who had died in a fire. The wine on the table is the winemaker's legacy.

It's a pity.

As for the turmoil outside the palace, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Save it, this is a long-lost brotherhood. Albert accentuated his tone, his nonchalant attitude annoying Richard a little.

Lin Qiu had repeatedly stressed to him the horror of the Assassin Guild, and this time they were facing an opponent who would kill them if they were not careful! He also knew that his brother didn't even have a little nick power on him, and he didn't even know decent swordsmanship.

It's not that Albert's qualifications are as mediocre as he is, on the contrary, Albert is the most gifted of the three, and from the moment he was born, he is considered a genius.

But he had no interest in cultivation at all, and all the teachers invited by Henry V were angry with him.

If such an Albert meets someone from the Assassins' Guild, the fate can be imagined!

"Brother!"

"I'm not weak enough to need your protection. ”

Albert glanced at the spades members who had launched a second onslaught towards the inner sanctum, and smiled arrogantly.

- "There is no Assassin in this kingdom who can assassinate me!" (To be continued.) )